User blog comment:Jadefang/The Subspace Emissary RPG/@comment-2110662-20101017170404/@comment-2110662-20101017205539

"Fine, then!" DTL raises a hand in disgust and fingers his sword with another. "That forretress was beridden with disease and was about to crumble to dust- I'm suprised that a prince such as Marth could live there. And as for a traitor..." Coughs nevously. "I think there are none in the Army."